He kissed me once, he kissed me twice.
His lips against mine always felt nice.
Then there came a time I wasn't the center of his world.
He cheated on me and kissed another girl.
He did it once, twice, even three times,
And I knew he wanted her love not mine.
So I went to the cabinet when everyone left,
And came to a conclusion; it was my time for death.
I took out some pills,
And through my body went chills.
Knowing these were my last few minutes here,
I got up and looked myself in the mirror.
I popped in one pill, two pills, three.
I hope my family doesn't cry over me.
Four, five, six, seven.
I'll be happy. I'll be in heaven.
Eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve.
Soon I will end this living hell.
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen.
I hope my family remembers me.
Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen.
I hope my friends will not hate me.
For taking my own life away,
Not living another day.
This is the last breath I will ever take.
This is the last move I will ever make.
As a tear falls from my eye,
I kiss my life goodbye.
Family please don't cry.
Just ask why.
I died over love.
 
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